Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 177 Greetings
"Brother Quan?"

The two people inside the room were immediately startled!
"Is... Quan-ge'er back?"

Hearing the noise outside, Aunt Wei suddenly stood up!

"Ming'er..."

"The one outside... is... is this... Quan-ge'er?"

Although she had discerned the identity of the visitor from the words spoken outside, Aunt Wei still found it hard to believe.

Unless she received Minglan's personal confirmation, Aunt Wei remained somewhat hesitant and felt that it was all a lie.

Don't blame Aunt Wei for her strong reaction; that's just how the world is. If it weren't for Sheng Changquan, her sister, Minglan's mother Wei Shuyi, would practically be considered to have no successor.

After all, only when male descendants perform the ancestral rites can the ancestors be considered to have a lineage.

"Yes!"

"Auntie, it really is my younger brother who's back!"

Minglan took out a handkerchief and first carefully wiped away her aunt's tear stains, then cleaned the stains off her own face, and whispered, "Auntie!"

"today……"

Minglan hesitated before revealing her plan, saying, "Let's not tell my brother about my mother's matter today!"

She tried her best to appear nonchalant, forcing a smile as she said, "Now is the time for my younger brother to work hard and make progress. Let's not bother him with these things, lest we disrupt his studies and ruin his future!"

"This...is true!"

After Minglan's reminder, Aunt Wei understood Minglan's concerns, and her excitement gradually subsided.

but.

"Tomorrow!"

"Your stepmother's affair can't be hidden forever!"

Aunt Wei turned to look at Minglan and said seriously, "Quan-ge'er is still your stepmother's own son after all. If it weren't for him, how would this matter be settled?"

"We can't just let your mother die without a cause, and then be trapped underground forever, can we?"

There is a saying in this world that once someone dies unjustly, they will become a wandering ghost, imprisoned in the dark underworld. They will not receive offerings from their descendants and will be trapped there forever until their soul is scattered!
The only way to save this soul is to clear its name and release the resentment in its heart. Only then can it be redeemed and reincarnated.

"Auntie, don't worry!"

Hearing the footsteps outside getting closer, Minglan lowered her voice and hurriedly assured them, "I am also your daughter, I will investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"you……"

Aunt Wei was shocked and was about to say something when several people suddenly walked into the room.

"Step! Step! Step..."

A steady sound of footsteps came from ahead, and Aunt Wei could only swallow her words.

She looked up and finally saw her beloved nephew, whom she had always longed to see but had never met.

"This is... Quan-ge'er?"

When Aunt Wei first saw Sheng Changquan, she was shocked!
Sheng Changquan was dressed in ice-blue underwear, with a crescent-shaped openwork robe trimmed with hibiscus flowers.

Because he had just taken a bath, his hair was still damp, and he had to use a bamboo hairpin to tie it up and fix it on top of his head.

Perhaps because he had just taken a bath, Sheng Changquan exuded a fragrance different from that of orchid and musk wood; it was faint yet very comforting.

At this moment, Sheng Changquan not only had rosy lips and white teeth, and radiant skin, but what was most special was that, under the candlelight, his body was surrounded by a warm glow.

It was the hazy, jade-like sheen reflected from his skin by the candlelight.

For a moment, he appeared even more handsome than before!

Like celestial beings descending to earth, gods descending to the world, they possessed an ethereal grace that transcended the mundane. Of course, what surprised Aunt Wei the most was…

Upon entering the house, Sheng Changquan immediately spotted Aunt Wei beside Minglan. He quickly walked over to her, bowed respectfully, and said, "Changquan greets Aunt Wei. May you be well!"

Sheng Changquan had actually met Aunt Wei, around the time he was born.

Because of the difficult childbirth of her birth mother, Wei Shuyi, Aunt Wei also traveled a long distance to the Sheng family. She subtly threatened Sheng Hong by pointing out the strangeness of the difficult childbirth and demanding that he treat his nephew and niece well.

At that time, Sheng Changquan was just a child, so he was right next to them when they talked. Therefore, Sheng Changquan witnessed firsthand how Aunt Wei worked hard for Minglan and him!
He is grateful for all of this!

"Brother Quan?"

"Are you really Quan Ge'er?"

Aunt Wei pulled Sheng Changquan up in disbelief, stroked his face, and said in surprise, "Brother Quan, you...you're only seven years old, aren't you?"

"How could it have gotten so big?"

It seems that what had the biggest impact on Aunt Wei was Sheng Changquan's height.

"aunt!"

Sheng Changquan smiled bitterly to himself, but still explained aloud, "Auntie, I've been practicing martial arts and building up my physique all these years, so over time, I've grown to this height!"

"Oh...okay...okay..."

Aunt Wei was so excited that she was almost incoherent, but in the end she still chose to accept Sheng Changquan's image. However, when she heard Sheng Changquan say that he practiced martial arts, Aunt Wei immediately became anxious!

"Practice martial arts?"

"Brother Quan, aren't you supposed to be studying? Where do you find the time to practice martial arts?"

"Also, I've heard that martial artists often have some hidden injuries. Have you been injured while you're practicing your punches?"

Aunt Wei patted Sheng Changquan all over, seemingly worried that he might have injured himself while practicing martial arts.

"Auntie, I'm fine!"

Although Aunt Wei meant well, Sheng Changquan still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Aunt~"

Beside her, Minglan had also composed herself. At this moment, she noticed the gloomy look on Sheng Changquan's face and couldn't help but smile. Then she explained for Sheng Changquan, "Don't worry, my brother is practicing martial arts with the old man who serves Grandmother. He'll be fine!"

Minglan took Aunt Wei's arm and said with a smile, "That person is someone from the old Marquis Yongyi's side, so he naturally knows what he's doing. He definitely won't let my brother get hurt."

"That's good, that's good!"

After hearing Minglan's explanation, Aunt Wei believed her.

"Auntie, please have a seat!"

Sheng Changquan stepped forward, stood on the other side of Aunt Wei, and helped her sit down on the stool behind her.

"Alright, Quan-ge'er, Ming'er, you two sit down too!"

Aunt Wei pulled Sheng Changquan and Minglan and her brother to sit down together.

"Quan-ge'er, it's only been a short time, and you've already grown up so much!"

After everyone was seated, Aunt Wei looked at the two siblings beside her and couldn't help but sigh, "Thinking back to when I first met you, you were only this tall."

Aunt Wei stretched out her right hand, gesturing to the length of an arm, and said with a smile, "But I never imagined that you would grow up to be a grown man and become a scholar!"

"Speaking of which, in our Wei family, only your maternal grandfather had the title of Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations), and now you have already caught up with him!"

Aunt Wei smiled at Sheng Changquan, her face beaming with joy: "This can be considered as living up to the Wei family bloodline in your veins!"

There's nothing left from midnight; I'll start writing tomorrow...

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